#9 The Machine ~ part 2

A few moments of suspense followed by some moments of confusion passed by Freddy life. Such moments are uneventful.

Freddy stood in front of the machine in utter disappointment.

“I don't get it,” thought Freddy, “it should work. Even if it didn't work the way it was meant to, it should have done something that will coincidentally work out and make me famous!”

Suddenly, in a subtle manner, a sound came from the machine.

“Hoo....”

“What's that?” Freddy thought.

Freddy walked around the machine poking and kicking trying to, in his own gentle way nudge the machine to reply. But he couldn't find the source of the sound. Nevertheless, the sound continued, “Hoooooo...”


The sound began to get louder and more intense, “oooooOOOO....... Hoo Hoo Hoo... Wah Wah Wah.... Hoo wah!!”

Freddy, in a voice just short of a scream, “Who's that?”

“Hoo Wah, it's me,” replied what sounded like a monkey.

“Who are you? Why do you sound like a monkey?”

Suddenly, the machine broke in half. A surviving light bulb drew out the silhouette of a black furry object. With fiery eyes the not-so-small-yet-not-so-big creature declared, “I am Sputnik the space monkey, cousin of Tunic the chimp and good friend of Tutti the cow!”

Before Freddy could react, the Sputnik jumped out and put on the pair of glasses filed with water. The fire in Sputnik's eyes died.

“Oh my, did I just teleported a monkey from space??” thought Freddy swelling up with pride.

“No actually, I've been hiding in one of the light bulbs all the time. Just waiting for the right time to come out.” the monkey said

“And what time is that?”

“When the gang of shooting stars come,” said Sputnik, “because it is time. Time to call upon my cousin and good friend to fight evil with clever hand-eye coordination and complex arrangements of triangles, circles, squares and crosses. I have to return to my space station now. It's called P.L.A.Y. - Station.”

With that the monkey leaped a year, jumped a frog and called Tutti over the moon.

“Oh boy, what have I done?” wondered Freddy, still trying to grasp the what had just happen.

Then a thought occurred to Freddy, “I know what I have NOT done. I haven't had dinner yet!”

So Freddy went back into his house to have some strawberries that Bob weaved for him which where left over the grill in the right side of the kitchen. He was so hungry, he left no leftovers over the grill.